Flight of Fantasy. Valerie Parv
Чтение книги онлайн.

Читать онлайн книгу Flight of Fantasy - Valerie Parv страница 4

Название: Flight of Fantasy

Автор: Valerie Parv

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Современные любовные романы

Серия:

isbn:

isbn:

СКАЧАТЬ wondered when the penny would drop.’

      ‘It’s more than a penny, it’s several hundred dollars,’ she gasped, finding her feet at last. ‘I thought the airline was responsible. Now I know it was your doing, I can’t possibly agree. I could never afford to pay you back.’

      ‘I don’t expect you to,’ he said mildly.

      ‘But you do expect something?’

      It was hardly a question. Men like Slade Benedict always balanced the scales somehow.

      She was totally unprepared for his answer. ‘I do want something in return. I want you to be my wife.’

      She sat down again before her legs collapsed under her, and took a swallow of the drink he’d provided. ‘You want what?’

      ‘Relax. This isn’t a new form of seduction. I want you to act the part for the next few days.’

      This was crazy! He might be her boss but he had no right to make such an outrageous demand. ‘I’m sorry, but I’m no actress,’ she denied.

      His eyes narrowed, his gaze chilling. ‘Oh, no? My perusal of your personnel file suggests quite the opposite.’

      So he did know that she was masquerading as older than her real age. ‘I needed the job,’ she said by way of vindication. ‘I didn’t mean any harm. And you must agree that I’ve done a good job.’

      ‘Which is the only reason you are still employed in my organisation,’ he assented. ‘Your work is outstanding, not that I would have accepted less.’

      ‘But it was the reason why I didn’t get the promotion,’ she conceded.

      ‘Yes, it was. I feel you need a few more years’ experience in your present position, until you catch up with the age you purport to be.’

      He steepled his fingers and looked thoughtful. ‘How old are you, incidentally?’

      ‘Twenty-five,’ she said in a barely audible tone. At work she was supposed to be nearing her thirtieth birthday. Surely, knowing the truth, he would drop his alarming request for her to act as his wife? The newspapers had reported his own thirtieth birthday over a year ago, so he must see how incompatible they were, on age alone.

      ‘Twenty-five,’ he mused. ‘It’s a little young but you’ve been passing as older successfully so it will have to do.’

      Distantly, she heard the first call for their flight, but was too preoccupied to pay it much attention. How dared he assume she would fall in with his plans simply because he willed it?

      ‘All the same, I can’t act as your wife,’ she declared. What right did he have to ask such a thing? ‘I don’t even know you, at least, not in that way.’

      His grim look lightened slightly. ‘You don’t have to know me—in that way,’ he said, deliberately misinterpreting her words. ‘There are no sexual favours involved so don’t look so affronted. I’m not looking for a wife in the literal sense.’

      Did she imagine it or did he shudder slightly at the prospect of being tied down with a wife? No wonder he had to proposition her at an airport to fill the role, if he found the idea of marriage so repulsive.

      ‘Nevertheless, I take your point that we need to appear more familiar with one another than we do now,’ he went on. ‘An evening together should be sufficient. It can be easily arranged, as we’re staying in the same hotel.’

      ‘Which you no doubt arranged at the same time as you had my airline ticket upgraded,’ she assumed furiously. Boss or not, he was the most highhanded man she had ever met. If ever she went shopping for a husband, she would wish for someone a little more human than Slade seemed to be.

      ‘I’m sorry but I can’t help you,’ she said flatly, her voice vibrant with anger. ‘I don’t know why you’re asking me but no reason could possibly justify it.’

      ‘Not even the lives of hundreds of Aboriginal babies?’ he said blandly.

      About to thank him for the drink and walk away, she froze. ‘What did you say?’

      ‘I said that your agreement to what is really a simple task could save hundreds of young lives.’

      ‘I don’t understand.’

      He leaned closer, enfolding her in the potent male aura of his aftershave lotion so that she felt slightly light-headed. ‘The resort you’re booked into is also the venue for a business convention which I’m attending, along with some friends from my university days.’

      ‘If this is some kind of practical joke...’

      ‘It’s no joke,’ he said grimly. ‘At university, a group of us invested some money with the agreement that the last one to remain single would claim what has become a sizeable amount of money.’

      She took a steadying sip of her drink. ‘And you don’t want the money?’

      She knew without being told that Slade’s business had made him one of Tasmania’s richest men. ‘As you’re aware, I hardly need it,’ he confirmed. ‘But the other candidate does. Bob Hamilton, the only other bachelor, is a doctor who has devoted his life to setting up clinics for Aboriginal children in the outback. The money would greatly assist him in his work.’

      More confused than ever, she shook her head. ‘Then why don’t you just give it to him?’

      ‘Bob’s damned pride would prevent him accepting unless he thinks he’s won it fairly.’

      ‘So when you found out I’d be there at the same time you decided to turn up with a wife to convince him that he’s entitled to the money,’ she summarised her understanding of the situation.

      ‘Exactly.’ He stood up. ‘That’s the final call for our flight. Can I take it that you’ll do as I ask?’

      Miserably, she shook her head. ‘I wish I could, since it’s in a good cause, but I’d be no good at it, honestly. I couldn’t convince anyone that we’re husband and wife.’

      His expression became glacial. ‘I hoped you’d be more helpful, Eden. That’s why I kept your file on my desk instead of returning it to Personnel.’

      Was he making it a choice between doing as he asked and losing her job? ‘I can’t believe you’d be so cruel,’ she ground out. ‘I’ve done nothing wrong.’

      ‘Beyond accepting a job under false pretences,’ he reminded her. ‘After that, pretending to be my wife should be a piece of cake for you.’

      A piece she might choke on, she thought. But what choice did he leave her? If she resigned, who else would employ her when he refused her a reference? ‘Everything I’ve heard about you is true,’ she said through clenched teeth. ‘You’re arrogant, unprincipled and manipulative.’

      ‘But you’ll do as I ask?’

      ‘For no longer than is absolutely necessary to convince your Bob Hamilton that the money is his,’ she insisted.

      ‘Naturally,’ СКАЧАТЬ